After seeing an abundance of new trainers all flocking into the
tavern, Jasper was intrigued. No one new had come to the island in
years, what were they doing here? Finally feeling comfortable
enough, they entered the tavern.
The place was very busy, making it a little difficult to weave
through the labyrinth of people unseen. Jumping between tables and
ducking under chairs, they found themselves at the back near the
newcomers. They jumped onto one of the stools to listen better to
figure out what they were up to.
Sorion smiles and nods at her suggestion as he sips his tea,
clearly not ready to move from his seat. "You may do as you will,
but I'll take a break here if you don't mind." Amor huffs in
agreement as he plops down comfortably next to his trainer.
Near his waist, there resides 6 compartments for 6 pokeballs.
Currently 5 out of the 6 are shaking back and forth, clearly very
excited to get out of the shell and have a taste of the snakes.
Sorion chuckles and pats at them to calm down.
"It's not your time to shine yet." He murmers under his breath
softly.
Sorion smiles kindly at Angelo and shakes his head. "No don't worry
about it, it all happens to the best of us. But it seems like Amor
and Athena are getting along well."
Amor awkwardly pats Athena fur unsure what to do, clearly
unfamiliar with such actions. His eyes beaming at his trainer for
help, but unfortunately Sorion can't see.
"If you'd have the pleasure, then yes." Sorion gestures his hands
to let Angelo do whatever he'd like while ignoring the pleas his
dear Amor is sending him.
Angelo sent out Calypso.Flora,Karisma,And Cloud jumper "the Milotic
is named Calypso,the meganium is Flora,the scizor is Karisma,the
flygon is Cloudjumper,and the luxray is Athena" Angelo gets his
Luxury ball.but he immediately puts it back in his Satchel. He
whispers to Sorion "I was raised by a female reshiram named Yin,and
a zekrom named Yang. I have my mother in a luxury ball. But, I
don't want to show her.because I don't want to scare everyone. Can
you keep this a secret?"
Calypso nuzzles Angelo.she and him are like best friends
The Absol shot a glare at Amor out of sudden, his rings turning red
as he stared them down. “And you? Why are you looking at me like
that?” He snapped, finally having enough of the peeping Pokemon.
“Either way… I suppose we should gather a larger group. Neither of
us can defeat a raging legend.”
"What offering from the void could usurp the gift of life
already given? This place, right here! Is where we are meant to
be."
Glitch glanced at his Pokémon, who were occupied in a seemingly
heated argument at the table. Upon hearing Lelani’s statement, he
sighed softly and slowly gestured to the four, surprisingly
grabbing their attention. They each shot their last angry (or
seemingly apologetic) glances at each other before being sent back
to their Pokéballs. Glitch slowly tapped his Omanyte with their
Pokéball, and as they disappeared into it, a slightly old thought
crossed his mind.
The rescue mission.
He slowly started to move closer to the group, attempting to either
have a conversation regarding it or to try express interest.
Aegir seemed to have been spaced out for quite a while, and he only
came to after a few minutes had passed. Before him were several
newcomers, and a Leafeon. Shaking the confusion off his mind, he
smiled at them.
"Hello," He said slowly, trying to comprehend everything before
him. "Uh, it seems like there are new people. So sorry - I was
spaced out."
"Yes, we need to.. gather a strong group.. Uh, maybe at least try
to distract Tapu Bulu?"
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While comforting Amor in his arms, Sorion belated realized that the
original group of 3 suddenly sized to 6.. or was it 7? There were
far too many voices for her to discern each and every individual
one.
However there was one voice that ranged louder than most, he turned
towards the younger boy sounding quite... Young? Definitely not an
adult yet as he clearly carried the air of immaturity still on him.
People often underestimate how much one could learn just purely
from tone of voice and the air a person can exclude whether it may
be perfume or cologne or just sweat and body odor.
Sorion offered the young boy a gentle smile in greetings.
"Sorry I didn't quite see you there.. but yes you're correct. We
need at minimum a game plan lest we charge straight in and get
everyone injured."
"Oh, hello, haha, I didn't exactly see you there either, hahah,
you're sitting on my other side, so..." he trailed off,
embarrassedly turning to the side to recollect his thoughts. "Yes,
uh, we'll need a plan. My Pokemon aren't exactly the fastest or
most intimidating... we might need someone to, I don't know..."
He shook his head again, the memories beginning to fade out and
dissipate. Sparky put a gentle paw on his lap, as if encouraging
him to try and remember, "Someone - or a Pokemon, maybe, should be
able to distract Tapu Bulu for a while, then hide away once Tapu
Bulu is far enough."
Yet another pause. "Uh, and maybe we can use a decoy? I don't know
how we'll make one, honestly, but it'll be better than sending
someone out to lead Tapu Bulu away."
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He stepped out of the croud, his mane flowing. “I will.” The Absol
said as his rings slowly faded from red to green. “What is the
worst that glorified cow can do to me, hmm…?” He seemed to be
pretty confident in his abilities, one could only wonder why was
that.
"What offering from the void could usurp the gift of life
already given? This place, right here! Is where we are meant to
be."